Omerta Interlude

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Sha Hef - Rap

Omerta Interlude

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[Verse] My life's a movie, lighting doobies in a white jacuzzi Gold forces and Van Gogh portraits Still in the hood, niggas know I can afford it But niggas know I can extort it, you can't avoid it Mob ties, rain falls when the God cry Break the codes and get hog tied Your mom lie while your soul rise A old soul with a young mind Killing all foes with the long nine Sip red wine from the vineyards out in Italy We literally mob as if we hailed from Sicily Nigga check my history My young boys'll make the hit for me You gotta go through them before you get to me I played the corners 'til it gave me an epiphany Come sit with me For every loss I took double the victories The young 2 Pac with a ooh-wop in a new drop Took two shots from the new Glock Heard the nigga sing like doo-wop I hit the kitchen with a mission, I need two pots Crack rocks in the tube socks I use that for the stash box Three piece with the ascot Come to getting money, I'm the mascot Fucked your bitch,now she love me more than ass shots I bend her over like a laptop The back blocks was my jackpot Them cash crops made the Ave hot The old school with the rag top Frankie Beverly and maize while I smoke the haze Dopest J's, catch me floating on a ocean wave I rope-a-dope you if you try to over power me I nine eleven any nigga tryna tower me The other hand, you niggas cowardly Smoke sour D with your women Fucking shower, then she powders me Every bitch I know is proud of me Especially your bitch, I mean she doubted me But now she put her mouth on me Every hustler in the hood'll bet the house on me I watch the world from the balcony You know I'm a young King, please don't do me like the docter Drink the vodka, rap game Frank Sinatra Hella proper in the helicopter Spanish bitches tell me papa, Mi casa su casa I spit the lava, fuck what niggas talking 'bout Pull the pistol, we don't talk it out, chalk him out [Hook x2] Take the oath, make a toast You now looking at a made man Until the grave or I'm caged in, pledge loyalty My whole family is royalty

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Producers
  • Joe the Stranger